Page 46 of My Shameless Angel

What else could I possibly expect this note to say? “Sorry?”, “Won’t happen again?” Yeah, no. Landon Locke doesn’t hold such phrases in his vocabulary.

Before I can react, Kate snatches the note from my hands, and her big blue eyes go even larger.

“Oh my God, Lexi,” she whisper-shrieks. “This is hot. Like very, very hot.”

“Stop it.” I snatch the note back and pretend to be outraged, but really, it is so damn hot. So. Damn. Hot.

What am I going to do?

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LANDON

If I had any friends, they would tell me I am pussy whipped.

Even though I didn’t have a single peek at it. But I am totally done for it.

I got her flowers… Me! Getting flowers for a woman…

And not just some sorry, pre-made grocery store bouquet, no, I had a custom-created arrangement of pristine white roses made for her,andI delivered it personally.

Something I haven’t done in five long years.

The world must’ve flipped upside down because there is no other explanation for why I would do such a monstrous thing after a mere kiss with a woman that hates my guts. Oh, and an orgasm, not even my own.

Fuck, that orgasm was hot as hell.

I’ve been cussing out my phone for the past two hours, ever since it rang and cockblocked me from having the best meal of my life. The most awaited one. The most forbidden one.

Lexi stormed out of my office like her ass was on fire without a single glance my way. I could basically hear her embarrassment and shame.

People with their weird feelings, I swear. Why not just live the way you want? Why not just say ‘fuck you’ to the world and rule over it.

So, what if you hurt a few souls here and there? They are just steppingstones on my path; therefore, I see nothing wrong with using everything and everyone without shame.

Hypocrite much, Landon?

Except, this one little woman makes me feel those disgusting feelings. She makes me want to be better. Agh. To feel, again…

I can’t be better. I won’t be better. I simply don’t want to.

But yet again, a long-forgotten feeling of the shame mentioned above made me pull the plug on this bouquet delivery.

I sat in front of her place for two hours, deliberating what I was going to say when she opened the door.

If you don’t see a problem with that statement, then there is a problem with you.

Let me repeat this.I was worried!I was nervous about facing a woman I made out with.

Me, Landon freaking Locke, nervous.

And to top it off, in the end, I didn’t have enough courage to face her. I left the flowers by the door and fled the scene.

Aghh, what is she doing to me? Why is Lexi so hell-bent on changing me without even trying?

The point is, I was nervous to see her after she dropped all her duties in the middle of the workday and ran away from me.

Did she hate our kiss that much?

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